All language subtitles for Its.Alright.Now.2023.1080p.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H264-AOC[0x4] Eng

(film clicking and whirring)

(soft music)

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Keep your head high up in the clouds ♪

♪ Traveling sound ♪

♪ Colors that take hold of
all your young heart tonight ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ And I would be the one ♪

♪ That would fall into your arms ♪

♪ With a hollow heart, I'll
keep searching for a home ♪

♪ Then you'll tell me that I had it ♪

♪ Had it from the start ♪

♪ Saw a new photograph of you ♪

♪ It inspired, love, inspired truth ♪

♪ And it's so true what's
wasted on the young is youth ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ And I would be the one that
would fall into your arms ♪

♪ With a hollow heart, I'll
keep searching for a home ♪

♪ Then you'll tell me that I
had it, had it from the start ♪

♪ Ooh, that love ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, that love ♪

♪ And I would be that one that
you would fall into your arms ♪

♪ With a hollow heart, I'll
keep searching for a home ♪

♪ Then you'll tell me that I
had it, had it from the start ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

(soft music)

(dog barks)
(birds chirping)

(bell dings)

(Brian mumbles indistinctly)

(Brian hums)
(soft music)

- Ugh! (laughs)

All right, let's do this.
- Okay.

- Oh, I can't hold it.

She's breaking my neck. (laughs).

(Patrick laughs)

Oh, apparently barely alive.

Gentlemen ...

Gentlemen, we can rebuild him.

- You think there's such thing as bionics?

- Ah, I think there is.
- Well, if there

is such a thing I would
want his bionic eyeball.

- If anyone's gonna be bionic, it's me.

I mean, it would be so cool
to run 60 miles an hour.

You wouldn't need a car.

- I could just jump on your back

and you could take me
to the store and stuff.

- Or maybe you could be
like on of those guys

that runs those big
cameras around on TV shows.

- Man, that'd be cool. I'll do that too.

- Stick together like glue.
- Right on, brother.

- Oh.
(soft music)

- Hi, Aunt Susan.

- Lunch is on the patio.

(soft music continues)

You good?
- Yup.

- Have you ever questioned
what flavor this is?

- It's just green, right?

- Lime?

- No. Maybe.

I don't know. It's green.
- Hmm.

- So what are we gonna do next?

- Let's get chill. I'm bushed.

- No way.

Summer's like half over.

We have to make the most of it.

- Yeah, I mean, there's so much to do.

It's a little time before school starts.

- Don't even say that word.
(Brian laughs)

- Maybe we can see if we
can get everyone together

for a game.
- Oh, cheers to that.

- All right, I'll meet
you guys at the field.

- Okay.

- Your cousin is so weird.

- (chuckles) For sure.

- Runs in the family, I guess.
- Hey.

- [Janice] Just stop walking away from me.

(objects clatter)

Who is she?

Don, I wanna know. Just
tell me who she is.

- Janice, dammit.

Just please, just tell me, okay?

I just, I wanna know. Who is she?

(objects clatter)

Um, I'm done, okay?

It doesn't matter who she is.

She can have you. I just
need you out by tomorrow.

- I'm not leaving. This is my house.

- Your house?
- Yeah.

- Really? Then, why are you never here?

- God.

- Do you love her?

(soft music)

Yeah, you love her.

I hope she's worth it.

(soft music continues)

- Dad?

- See ya, kid.

(soft music continues)

- Rah!
- Oh my god, Donna.

(Donna laughs)

- Hey.
- What are you doing here?

- Cutting through the field
so I'm not late for work.

- Mom and dad were fighting again.

- I know. I heard them.

- They argue so much.

- Well, dad's an asshole,
so mom's kicking him out.

- But I don't understand.
- I don't know.

- Mom's better ...
- What? Tell me.

- Nevermind. I can't be late.

- Come on, man, move.
- Get out of here.

Wanna smoke?
- Sure.

(train horn blares)

- Boy, it's gonna be a hot one day.

- Boy, howdy.

- What took you so long?
- I had to run home

for my mitt.
- Um.

- Whoa, where did you get
all those bruises from?

- Oh, I was fighting with my brother.

It's nothing.

- That's not a save.
- Hi, guys.

- Hey, Marti.
- Hey, Brian. What's up?

Not much.
- All right.

Let's play ball. Let's go, let's go.

- All right, well, boys against girls.

- Oh, right, you think girls
gonna beat all us boys?

- You scared, Johnny?
- No.

- Stop the blah, blah,
blah. Let's play the game.

Come on, let's go.

All right, I got balls,
I got mitts, I got bats.

Grab what you need.
(whistle screeches)

Batter up!

Ready up the hill? It's coming to you.

- Dream on, Johnny.
- Dream on?

- Come on, Johnny. Go.
- You dream on.

- Strike.

- [Jack] Hey, you girls
could've done better than that.

Come on, Johnny.

- Come on, hit it deep.
- Whoo!

(person clapping)

Let's go, Johnny! Let's go!

- You okay?
- I think he broke my face.

- [Jack] I think that's an improvement.

- Shut up, Jack, you dummy.
- All right, children.

Let's play. So much for doing this.

All right, let's go!

Play ball! Play ball!

♪ I want to be the American dream ♪

♪ I want to be apple pie and blue jeans ♪

♪ I want to be the pursuit of happy ♪

♪ But most of all I
would like to be free ♪

♪ From California to
Missourah to the Carolinas ♪

♪ Separate geographic land ♪

♪ But from yard to yard,
we're not too far ♪

♪ More together than apart ♪

♪ I want to be the American dream ♪

♪ I want to be apple pie and blue jeans ♪

♪ I want to be the pursuit of happy ♪

♪ But most of all I
would like to be free ♪

♪ And I know that when the wind blows ♪

♪ It scatters grains of gold ♪

♪ And I see purple mountains
are truth and majesty ♪

♪ And I want to be the American dream ♪

♪ I want to be apple pie and blue jeans ♪

♪ I want to be the pursuit of happy ♪

♪ But most of all I
would like to be free ♪

♪ Whoo, ooh ♪
(singer whistling)

- Dud.
- [Group] Dud!

(Patrick burps)
- [Group] Dud!

Dud!
- All right, all right.

All right.

(Brian burps)

(group cheers)

- That was a good one.
- Wanna try?

(Jake burps)

- Oh, that's lame. Dude.
- Do it.

- Dud.
- That's a dud.

(child farts)
(group laughs)

(rock music)

- Boobs!

- Hi, I'm Patrick.
- Oh, hey, what's up?

- Hi.
- I think I know

you from somewhere, lady.

Uh, okay. Bye, see you later.

Nope.
(group chattering)

- Are you gonna be okay?

Are you breathing?
- Yeah, I'm good. Real good.

- Oh.

Hey, you sucked out there today.

What's going on with you?

- We should sneak out
tonight, go toilet papering.

- What'd you say?
- Focus, man.

- Yeah, I'm back.
- Yeah, for sure.

We can meet up at my house.
- What are we doing?

- Unbelievable.
(rock music)

- Hi.
(group chattering)

- Hey, Marti, where you going?

Wait up. Who's that?

- Let's catch up to Martini.

- You got the hots for her, don't you?

- What? No.
- He does not.

- Come on, man. I'm no dummy.

(whistle screeches)

- You're way out of line.
- Game's over, man.

- I love this whistle.

- I'm going to chuck that
thing across the street.

- No, you're not. It's mine, baby.

(whistle screeches)

- This is Johnny's house.
- I know it's Johnny house.

- Look, be quiet.
- Quit talking.

- Okay, Jesus.
- Pass it to Colin.

- Get it up there.
- Oh!

- Hush!
- Shh, Marti,

you're gonna give us away.

What are you doing? Jesus.

- What are you doing here?
- We're papering your house.

- Cool. Give me some.
- It's your house.

- I know, come on.
- All right.

- Give me some knuckles.

- What's going on?
- I was, uh, just ...

- We're papering your house.
(group chattering)

- We're dropping in to say hello.

- You guys wanna come on in?

My parents are gone for the weekend.

- Really?

Yeah, let's go.
(group chattering)

("The Stones are Rolling with Rock")

- Bro, what was her name?
(group chattering)

What was her name?
(group chattering)

- I'll turn the record player on.

- Okay.

- Oh, man.
- Smell my hat?

What are you talking about?
- You don't have a hat, man.

- Marti.
- I can smell that.

- You can?
(group laughs)

- I wanna show you something.
- Sure.

- Where are you guys going?
- Nowhere.

- [Patrick] They're going to go make out.

They do it all the time.
- Yuck, stop. That's gross.

- All boys are gross to you.
- That's not true.

- Okay, who's not gross?
- There's Paul McCartney,

Robert Plant.
- Those are famous people.

I mean, like regular boys.
- The lead singer

from the band Free.
- Again, famous.

- I kissed a girl once.
- You did not.

- I did too.
- Did you grab her butt?

- Wait? What?

I was supposed to grab her butt?

- Oh, yeah, right, Brian?
- Oh, yeah.

- Shoot, I should've grabbed her butt.

(group laughs)

- You know what? We should have a party.

We can invite those girls
you met at Skate Palace.

- Now you're talking, brother.
- We can have it here.

It's nice and dark.
- Why does it need to be dark?

- Johnny's parents are never home.

It's perfect. Right, Jack?
- Right on.

- We could, like, grab some balloons

and maybe some streamers
just so it'd be fun.

- We can invite Paul and his friends too.

I know he has the hots for Anne.

- Ooh.
- What? No, he doesn't.

- Anne, pull your head out.

- Pull my head out of what?
- Your butt, Anne. Your butt.

- How would she ever be able
to pull her head into her butt?

- Yeah, Patrick, how would
I get my head actually

in my butt?
- Like this.

(group laughs)

- [Anne] Oh my god.
(Brian laughs)

- Get it in there, Patty cake.
(group laughs)

- Anyhow, let's do it.
- Let's just keep it

to just us.

It'll be so fun.
- What are you afraid of?

Maybe this?
- Oh my God, here we go.

- This is what Marti and John are doing.

- Oh my, you guys are so weird.

- Why do they call Marti Martini anyway?

I thought her real name
was Cathy or something.

- Are you kidding me?

You never heard the story?
- No.

- It's a whopper.
- Do tell.

- Okay, it was Christmas Even one year.

I think I was like eight or nine.

This was back when all of our
families used to get together

for dinner at our house.

And I saw something that I
never, ever wanna see again.

Marti and Donna had the brilliant idea

of trying some of the leftover wine

and they loved it at first.

I think it was one of those sweet wines

that taste like cherry cough syrup.

Anyway, when Marti got
to the end of the table,

she grabbed that silver container thing

that my dad used to mix drinks in.

- Martini shaker.
- Yeah.

- Yeah, that.

Anyway, she grabbed what
was in the container

and she poured what was left into a glass.

And in one big giant gulp, she downed it.

- Uh, that's disgusting.
- Uh.

- I know.

That stuff makes my dad
smell like a gas can.

(group laughs)

Anyway, Marti and Donna
thought they were so sneaky

until my mom walked in the room.

(group laughs)

And Marti blew chunks all
over the dining room table.

(group laughs)

- Mm.
(group laughs)

- And it made Donna gag
and she blew chunks also.

And she was throwing up the
toilet for like an hour.

And the worst part of this whole story is

is that my mom made my
sister clean up the table.

It was the grossest
thing I have ever seen.

Because every time
she'd start to clean up,

she'd have to run back to the toilet.

- It was so gross.
- So gross.

- Yeah.

So from that day on she's
been known as Martini.

She hated at first and would turn green

every time we teased her.

But after a while, she got used to it.

(Brian laughs)

(Anne yawns)

Can we go? I'm tired.
(soft music)

- Psst, Becky doesn't say much, does she?

- Yeah, I guess. It's just Becky.

- Cool.

- Let's go.
(soft music)

- When do we set up for the party?

- Um, I think like 6:00 or 7:00.

- Hmm.

- Cute, very cute.
- What?

You can wear lip gloss and stuff

and I can't do this?
- Yeah, but you're

doing it wrong.

- Look, you gotta do it like this.

See?
- Cool.

- You know where Brian is?
- No.

I haven't talked to him

since this morning.
- Hmm.

Who's that?

- Oh, um, that's just my dad's friend.

He's meeting them at the movies, so, um,

he's just picking my
mom up to see the movie.

- Hmm, that's strange.
- Ow. Ow, ow.

- What? What are you doing?
- Bee, bee, a bee.

- Put some mud on it.
- What?

- Mud makes the pain go away.

- Yeah. No, I'm fine.

- Just show me where you
were stung, you big baby.

- There.
- Where?

- Right there.
- Where?

- My god, geez, just give it to me.

Okay.

I'm gonna go in.

- What? You don't wanna finish our game.

- Yeah, I have to go
to the bathroom anyway

and I'll just meet you at Johnny's later.

- Poop?
- Nope, number one.

- Cool.

(Anne sighs)

- Who was that guy with mom?
- What guy?

- That guy, that big guy.
- Oh, I think it's just

some guy she met at the
bar out with Clarissa.

- What's Brian projector doing here?

- I wanted to watch some
home movies that I found

of me and Marti when we were little.

I thought it might cheer up a little bit

the good old days.
- Yeah. Good days.

- I think what Marti does
with Johnny is so gross.

She, like, gets all those bruises

from, you know, making out and stuff.

It's slutty.

- She got those bruises
from her dad, you dummy.

He beat her with a belt because

she got home so late last night.

- No, he didn't.
- Yeah, he did.

He's really strict.

- Yeah, but she shouldn't
do what she does.

- You'll be doing the same thing soon.

- Shut up. It's gross.

I gotta go get ready for Johnny's party.

(soft music)
(group laughs)

- Oh, Anne, wait, I want
you to meet someone.

This is Rick (chuckles).

- It's nice to meet you.

Come here, I don't bite.

So what have you been up to?

- Um, just hanging out with my friends.

- Rick is from Los Angeles.
- That's right.

- Isn't that amazing?
- Have you ever seen

any movie stars?
- Sure.

- Really? Who?

- Well, I saw John Wayne having dinner

at a restaurant once.

- No way.

- Um, I gotta go.

- But I want you to stay.
- Why?

- Well, because I said so.

Because Rick was so kind to
offer to come here for dinner

instead of going to a
restaurant after the movie

just so he could meet you girls.

Isn't that nice?

I'll be right back, okay?

Get up. Come here right now.

Come on.

Why were you so rude in there?

Do not ever embarrass me
like that again, young lady.

Do you understand?

(door slams shut)

(rock music)

- Hey, welcome to the partay.

Why are you so late?

- What are all of these
other kids doing here?

- What are you guys talking about?

- We told you we were
inviting them, remember?

- Yeah, I thought it was just gonna be us.

- Hey, look, Paul and
his buddies are here.

- Great.
- Ooh.

- Come on, go mingle.
(Brian chuckles)

- Hey, Paul and his friends are here.

- I know.
- You should talk to him.

He's so cute.
- I don't think so.

- He's looking over here.

- I'm gonna to to the bathroom.

- Oh, no you don't.
- Hi.

- Hi.
(soft music)

- Hey, Paul, right?
- Yeah.

- I'm Becky, this is Anne.
- Hi, Anne. Hi.

- Hey.
- Do you wanna dance?

- Me?
- Yeah.

(soft music)

- Oh, they're going in.

- Let's make this interesting, all right?

- Oh, we're putting sticks on it?

- Yeah.
- All right.

What you got?
- Two says they make out.

- Okay, two says she runs to the bathroom.

- Oh, good shot.
(soft music)

- Are you literally ...

No, are you literally-
- What?

- kidding me right now?

What do you mean, what?
- Yeah, what do I mean what?

She's fine. She's a friend.
- A friend, really?

I'm done, don't ever talk to me.

- Don't know what you want.

- Don't ever talk to
me ever again, I swear.

- Okay.
(rock music)

Martini.
(rock music continues)

(soft music)

- You are way too far away.

Come here.

I'm falling for you.
- Rick.

- Why don't you let me take care of you?

You're so beautiful.
- No, I'm not.

- To me, you're perfect.

I knew it the minute
you walked into that bar

the other night that we
were gonna be together.

- All right, let's get out of here.

We're gonna go to the movies.

- Do we have to see
that karate movie again?

This will be like the fourth time.

- [Patrick] What? You
don't like my man, Lee?

- Well-
- What else is there to do?

- And I got these new threads.

I got to wear 'em somewhere, right?

I mean, my booty looks
incredible in these pants.

(whistles) Come on, two
boulders hugging (chuckles).

Oh, rock solid, baby.
- Hmm.

- What's up? Why you looking so blue?

- Just things.

You guys can go to the movies.

I'm gonna head home.
- What? Why?

- My mom had to work today and she left me

a list of chores to do, so I just,

I wanna get them over with.
- You need some help?

- No, I'm fine.
- You sure?

- Yeah.

Yeah, my mom's boyfriend is there

and she'll be pissed if
we wake him up, so ...

- Like sleepover boyfriend?
- Yeah.

- What's he like?
- I don't know. Weird.

- Parents.

- Your parents are cool
though, especially your mom.

- Yeah, kinda.

- Hey, guys.
- Ladies.

- You guys wanna go to the
movies with Patrick and I?

Anne is bailing on us.
- Sure, why not?

- What you gonna see?
- A karate movie.

- Far out.
- Let's go.

- What the ...
- Casanova.

- Bye.

- Anne, uh, when you
come over tomorrow can

you bring my projector back?

My mom got a bunch of new film developed.

- [Anne] Yeah, yeah.

- All right.
- Let's roll.

- Broken ankle, here we come.
(Brian laughs)

(door squeaks)

- What are you doing home?

I thought you had to work.
- Shh. Rick went back to bed.

We were up late last night.

- Why did he sleep here?

- Because, as I said, we
were up late last night.

It's better for him to sleep here.

- Where are you going?

- Rick has a job interview in Montgomery

and he wants us to come
with so I left work early

so I could pack.
- Right now?

- This afternoon.

- And if he gets the
job we might all move.

- We're moving?
- Maybe. I don't know.

- I don't want to move.

What about my friends and Brian?

I have to stay with him.
- Anne.

Anne, this could be a
really good opportunity

for you and Donna to
get to know Rick better.

Just pack a bag.

- I give up.

- It's only for one night,
so put a smile on your face.

Alrighty, take this one, number one.

And two.

And, oh ...

Anne, sweetie, where are your bags?

- I'm really tired. Can I just stay here?

- Honey, I really would
like it if you would come.

Okay, if you're tired just
go put your jammies on

and then you can sleep in the truck, okay?

It's only a couple hours away, yeah?

So hurry up, come on,
we're leaving soon. Go.

Alrighty, and last one. Ooh!
(soft music)

(car engine rumbles)
(soft music continues)

- Okay, I'm gonna run to the bathroom.

Why don't you girls go and
get some snacks for tonight

and I'll put gas in my truck?

- Sounds great. Okay.

- Hey, you got any cash?

I didn't make it to the bank.
- Um, yeah. I cashed a check.

How much do you need?
- I don't know, five.

- All right.

Actually, you know, we should
use your cash for the room

that way I don't have to write a check.

- That would be easier.

How much was the hotel?
- 20 and change.

30 at the most.
- All right.

That's expensive.

- Ain't gonna let you guys stay in a dive.

Thanks, babe.
- All right.

Come on, girls.

(car engines rumbling)

- Where'd he go?
- Um, maybe he went around

the corner to put more air in the tires.

That's strange.

I didn't see his truck back there.

- I'm tired.
- Just hold tight, sweetie.

I'm sure he just was checking us in

at the hotel and he'll be back soon, okay?

(car engines rumbling)

- Uh, Mom?
- What? What's wrong?

- Is that our luggage over there?

- [Janice] The hell is going on?

This is crazy.

Do you think that Rick

got hurt that someone took his truck?

I mean, was he kidnapped?

- Why wouldn't they take our bags?

- I don't know.
- Mom, can we please

just go home?

We've been here for hours.

- Do I need to call the police?

- What good is that gonna do?
- How are we gonna get home?

- I'll call a cab.

God, I hope Rick's okay.

I mean, like, what if he was in like

a car accident or something?

That was like $10 just for Montgomery.

I mean, really?

(door squeaks)

- Everything is gone.
- Why would he do this?

- Rick took our furniture?

- He had it all planned. He's a con man.

A damn, con man.

I'm calling mom and dad.
(soft music)

- What the hell do we do now?

- Mom, mom? Where am I supposed to sit?

There's no furniture.

- Why are you eating a
cookie for breakfast?

- He took all our food.

What do you want me to do?

- I've got to go into work this morning.

Someone called in sick, so ...

I don't even know how
I'm gonna survive today.

- Where's all our stuff?
- I don't know.

- Why would he do this?
- I don't know.

- Mom, he took Brian's projector.

Brian's gonna kill me.

I'm glad he's gone.
- Anne.

- What?
- You never even gave

him a chance.

Maybe if you'd been nicer to
him, he wouldn't have left us.

- So this is my fault?
- I don't wanna talk about it.

I gotta go. Just clean up your room.

(phone rings)

Hello?

Where the hell are you and
where did you take our stuff?

No ...

How could you do this to us?

I mean, where are you? What is going on?

I don't get it.

And when did your doctor tell you this?

Mm, and you didn't even think to tell me?

Are you okay?
- What's going on?

- You need to come home.

It's gonna be okay.

Everything's gonna be
fine. Just come home.

I'm sorry this is happening to you.

I love you too.

Please don't cry.

Um, it's gonna be fine.

Just come home, okay?

Um, I've got to go. Where's Donna?

- I don't know. Work maybe.

What happened?
- Rick's sick.

- What?

- Hey. What are you doing here?

- I had nowhere else to go.

- (sighs) This whole thing's so weird.

- He's coming back.

- No, shit?

- I heard mom on the phone with him.

- What did he say?
- He's sick or something.

- Sick?

What does that have anything to do

with all of our furniture being stolen?

I have to get out of that house.

- What do you mean?
- I need to move out.

- Let me come with you.
- I don't think so.

- Donna, please, I can't stay there.

- Keep it down. You're gonna get me fired.

You should leave.
- I have nowhere to go.

- Just go hang out with
Brian or something.

I'll find you later.

I just have something to do after work.

- What?
- It's complicated.

- Where are you going?

- I have to give Marti
a ride to the clinic.

- What clinic?

- If I tell you, you can't tell anyone.

- Okay, I cross my heart.

- If Marti's parents find out she's dead.

- Okay, what?

- She's getting an abortion.

- What?
- She's knocked up.

- How do you know what to do?

I mean, like, where to take her?

I really can't stand
either of you right now.

- Grow up, Anne.
- Shut up! I hate you.

- Give me five, buddy.

Okay, what's going on?
- My life sucks.

- Whoa, why?
- You're gonna be so mad.

- I'm not, I promise.
- Yo, yo, what's up?

- Great.

- Dude, your ball's flat.

- Anne was about to tell
me the world's gonna end.

- Cool, how? Zombies?

Aliens or vampires?
- Nevermind.

I thought you were going
somewhere with Donna.

- She's picking me up here, Anne.

- I wanna go. Where you going?

- Just need to get girl stuff done.

- 'Nuff said.

- Uh, I think I know
something that'll make

you guys happy.
- Fat chance.

- Trust me.

- All right. We'll see about that.

- Are we gonna go or are
we just gonna sit here?

- Yeah, my bad.

- [Brian] Right here. Look behind there.

- [Anne] Is there gonna
be a snake or something?

- Just look behind there. Trust me.

- Oh my God.
(kittens meows)

- Kitties. Oh, yeah.

You're okay. You're okay.

- Oh, he's so cute.

What? I can like kittens too.

- I love them.

Can I keep one after they're weaned?

- Uh, you better ask your dad.

I don't want him mad at me.
- Yeah, yeah.

Sure, I'll ask.
(kitten meows)

- I thought this would
make you guys happy.

- Guess not?
(horn honks)

- That's Donna. I'll see you guys later.

(kitten meows)

- Okay, uh, call me tomorrow.
- Sure.

(kitten meows)

- Bro, are you crying?

- I know what you did.

You're such a slut.

- You know what? You're not worth it.

- Are you okay?

- I don't wanna hang out with her anymore.

- Why? What's going on?

- Why do girls always fight?
- I don't know.

Bros for life.
- Bros for life.

- Let's go inside.

I'm hot, I'm hungry.
- Let's get you back

on that Slip-'N-Slide.
(Patrick chuckles)

Oh.

Can I have that back?

Nice throw.
- Thanks.

(Patrick chuckles)
(phone rings)

- Pat, can you get that?
- Sure.

- Thanks.
(phone rings)

I was stacking the ...
- Me too.

- All right, give me some.

- It's your mom, Anne.
- My mom?

- [Patrick] Yup.

- You wanna play 52 Pick Up?
- Sure. How you play?

- All right, so like this.

Now you can pick up 52 cards.
- You bozo. God.

- What'd your mom want?
- It was Donna. Nothing.

- Seem like a lot of chitchat for nothing.

- Yeah. I'll call you guys tomorrow.

- When do you have to be home?

- No time.
- Cool.

- Your parents gone?
- Yeah.

- I think I'll head home though.

Throw a Hungry Man in the oven.

- Nice.

Hey, what about the cards?
- Have fun.

- Wha? Uh ...

Mom!

(Janice argues indistinctly)

- [Rick] How many times
are we gonna go over this?

We keep having the same
conversation over and over again.

- [Janice] But you're not
actually communicating with me!

You're just talking and
not saying anything!

- [Rick] We're communicating right now!

- [Janice] This is not
communicating you telling me

what is wrong ...
- What's going on?

- [Janice] There's
obviously something wrong

if it's something that I need to fix.

- [Rick] There isn't anything wrong!

You're what's wrong!

You're the one that's
trying to have a fight!

- [Janice] Then tell me
what I'm doing wrong!

- [Rick] You won't let anything go!

- [Janice] I just need you
to communicate with me.

- I told you to stay away from here.

- Yeah, I just wanted to see for myself.

- What do you want to say?
- What's wrong with him?

- I don't know.

It's like he's high on something.

- Maybe he's drunk?
- I don't think so.

- [Rick] I told you over and over again.

It doesn't matter how many times I say it.

- What do we do?

- Nothing.

It's mom's problem now. She can handle it.

- [Rick] Stop going on
and on about everything.

- At least he brought her furniture back.

- He did?
- There's nothing going on.

- Earlier, he came by
with some weird older guy

who helped him unload.
- I don't get it.

I'm scared.
- Just lay low.

I'm going to the movies with some friends,

but I'll be back later.
- Okay.

- Do you wanna come?
- No, that's okay.

Donna?

I'm sorry, I don't hate you.
- Thanks.

(soft music)

(soft music continues)

(door creaks)

(door creaks)

- [Rick] I can't do this!

- Honey, please just sit down with me.

- I wanna be alone!
- What do you mean?

(ominous music)

Why? What have I done to you?

- You wanna take everything from me!

Why would you believe her?

- Rick, we have never tried
to take anything from you.

- You're the problem.

She lied to you.

I never hurt her.

- Rick, honey, I think
that something is wrong.

Okay, please just let me call someone.

- [Rick] No!

Get out, Marlene!
(soft music)

- Let's go back to my room.

- Get out.
- No, I'm not leaving.

- Paige, honey, are you awake?

- Paige? Sweetie, Paige isn't here.

Come on, let's go, let's
go back to my room.

It's okay, let's go.

(door squeaks)

(door clicks)

- Paige? Honey, I love you.

Don't cry.

Mommy's gonna be real mad at you.

- Rick?
- Just know that I love you.

- Rick?
(soft music)

- I love her.
- I know, it's okay,

but let's go.

- I wanna stay with Paige.

Get out! Get out!

- Okay. No, it's time to leave.

Come on, get up.
- No.

- Now! I mean it!
(Rick cries)

Get up!

(Rick pants)
(somber music)

- She took her from me.

I didn't do anything.

It was (indistinct) (cries).

- It's okay. I'm here, I'm here.

I'm here.
(Rick cries)

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It's okay.
(Rick cries)

I'm sorry.

- I just got off the
phone with Rick's doctor.

He says he thinks it might
be some kind of reaction

to the medication.
- What's wrong with him?

- He's, um ...

He's ill. He's on new drugs.

I guess it's hard to tell
what someone might do

the first time they take it.
- He's crazy.

- Please, don't say those words.

- Mom, you just met the guy.

Why are you taking care of him?

- He needs me and I love him.

- You just kicked dad
out and you're in love

with him already?

- This is none of your business, Donna.

- Right.

- What are you gonna do?
- What do you mean?

- Is he leaving?
- Why would he leave?

- Because of what happened last night.

- Oh, no, that was just a
reaction to the medication.

He's fine now. He's sleeping.

- You're letting him stay?
- Yeah, I am.

What do yo think?

- Hey, come here.

Now!

I hope you learned a lesson.

- What? What do you mean?

- You shouldn't leave

your expensive equipment laying around,

especially when it's not yours.

- What I ...

- You don't care of the things I buy you?

Don't look away, I'm talking to you!

- You didn't buy me that. It's Brian's.

- Don't get smart with me.
- I'm not.

- What did you just say?
- I just ...

- Rick, Anne, stop it!

- What?

What are you looking at?
- I hate you.

- You are such a spoiled brat.

- Go ahead and hit me and
I'll call my dad and tell him

and he'll kill you.
- No, stop it, please,

both of you.

- Look, it's not gonna happen again, okay?

He's doing better now.
- I hate you too!

I hate you so much!

- Don't you make this harder
for me than it already is?

Do you hear me?
- Mom, let go.

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh,
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Woo, oo, oo, oo, oo ♪

- What's up, Cuz?

What's wrong?

- Your projector, it's
broken, and I'm so sorry.

- Here, let me have a look.

(birds chirping)

It's fine. Easy fix.

It's fine, buddy. Look.

- Susie moved the kids somewhere.

- They're gone?

- Well, my dad thinks
maybe she took them into

the woods by the baseball field.

- Brian, we have to find them.
- Okay. Yeah, we can go look.

They'll be fine.
- No, they won't.

- And the cats.
- They're too small.

- Okay, let's call Patrick
and we can look for them.

- Okay, let's go.

Susie, here kitty, kitty.
- Here kitty, kitty, kitty.

- Do you see anything?
- Nothing.

- She's probably not even out here.

- Why is Anne so worried?

- [Anne] Oh my God, they're not out here.

- Let's come back and look tomorrow.

It's getting late.
- Yeah, I'm starving.

- No, we can't just leave them out here.

- They'll be fine.
- No, Brian,

I'm not leaving until I find them.

- Anne.
- Don't you guys get it?

They're too little to
survive on their own.

They're gonna die if
we leave them out here.

- Anne.
- Cats.

- What's wrong?
- You can tell us.

- Everything is a mess.
- Yuck.

- Man.
- Sorry, go on.

- I thought Rick was gonna kill me today.

- Your mom's boyfriend?
- Are you okay?

- No, I'm not.

- Anne, Donna came over late last night.

She told my mom about
Rick and what he did.

She was pretty upset.
- She told you?

Why didn't you say anything to me?

God, she has such a big mouth.

- No, she didn't know I was there.

I'm kinda invisible at home.
- Invisible?

No, you're not.
- Yeah, I am.

Being stuck in this chair makes it easy

for me to listen in on
a lot of conversations.

- I don't get it.

- After the accident
and being the youngest

of five and all, I just think,
especially for my parents,

it's just hard for them.

So like, I do my best to stay hidden.

Stay out of sight so they aren't sad.

- Brian, I am never sad around you.

I mean, like ever.

You are still my best cousin and friend

and buddy that you were
before the accident.

- Me too. Always.

Except you're not my
cousin, of course, but ...

- Thanks, man.

- Hey, why didn't you
say anything about Rick?

We've been friends since diapers.

- I don't know.

I guess because you have,
like the perfect family.

- Anne, my dad moved out
about six months ago.

My parents are getting a divorce.

Yeah, moving in with my
dad in a couple weeks

and my mom and little
sister they're moving in

with some guy.
- What guy?

- No clue. She avoids the question.

- You've been on your own?
- It's not too bad.

I mean, I get TV dinners every night

and go to bed whenever I
want so, I mean, it's cool.

You're not the only one
with a messed up family.

- God, I'm so stupid.
- A little bit. It's okay.

- It's just you're so happy all the time.

It's like nothing bothers you.

- Just my way, man.

- Now what?
- I don't know.

I wish I could move out.

- You should call your dad.
- No way.

- Just call him.

Maybe he can help.

- I haven't spoken to him since he left.

- He's still your dad.
- I don't know.

- Think about it.

- Can we go? I'm really starving here.

- Yes, let's grab some
flashlights from my house

and some food, okay?

And we can come back and keep looking.

- Thanks, guys.
- For what?

- I'm just glad that I have you both.

Things are so ugly.

- Life, kid. Life.

(ukulele music)

(car engine rumbling)

- Hey, Annie.

- Did you get a new car?
- Yeah, I did.

You like it?
- I guess.

- I sure hope these summer
showers get out of here.

Got a baseball game later.

What's going on?

I was surprised to hear from you.

I don't have a lot of time.

- Yeah, uh ...

I was just wondering if maybe I could,

like, come live with you for a while?

- Uh, where's your mom?

I think I need to talk to her.
- Dad, just ...

Please, can I live with you?

- Why?

- There's just a lot
going on here right now.

- The guy your mom's seeing, isn't it?

I can't believe she has
a boyfriend already.

- Forget it. You can go.

- It wasn't ...

Wait.

I would let you move in with me,

but I got a girlfriend now.

It's just she has a daughter, you know?

Great kid, real great.

Just don't think that she would
allow you to live with me.

- Why?

- They're staying with me for a bit.

Might be a bit, uh, crowded.

- She's moving in?

- I wouldn't say that.

Just, you know, for a while.

(ukulele music)

- Well, I gotta get going.

Clarissa's throwing
steaks on the barbecue.

- Clarissa?

As in mom's friend? Patrick's mom?

- Yeah, you know her? Great gal.

Listen, I'll have you
and Donna over one night

for a barbecue.

How's that?

See ya, kid.

(ukulele music)

(car engine revs)

- What was he doing here?

- I, um, I asked him if I could come stay

with him for a while.
- And what'd he say?

- His girlfriend wouldn't like it.

- Girlfriend?

- Clarissa.
- Oh.

Mom is gonna shit her pants.
- Big time.

- I'm not surprised though.
- Really?

- Yeah.

When I was little he would
take me to these parties

and she was always there.
- What parties?

- You know, like adult parties.

I was always the only kid there.

I know it was so mom wouldn't suspect that

he was going to those places without her.

I mean, there were other people there,

but he was definitely
there to see her, Clarissa.

He acted like such an idiot around her.

I almost peed my pants one time

'cause I was so afraid to
get up to find a bathroom.

- I can't believe he did that to you.

- Let's just say I don't
think he was that happy that

I was born.
- That's not true.

- Yes, it is.

When he was pissed off at mom one time

he flat out told her that I was the reason

she couldn't be his party girl anymore.

I ruined her.
- Mom told you that?

- Yeah. The day after dad left.

I think it was so I would
be on her side or something.

- Wow, I'm sorry.
- Don't be.

I'm done with all of 'em.

I'm glad to be moving on.

- Can I come live with you?

I'm almost 16 and I can
drive soon, get a job,

and pay you something, whatever I can.

- Anne, I don't think so.

It's not-
- Please.

Please.

Please, Donna.

I have nowhere to go.

- Fine.

You can stay with me.

It'll be super groovy.
(soft music)

(Anne cries)

It's all right now.
(Anne cries)

It's all right now.

It's all right now.

(soft music continues)

- What are you doing?

- I'm moving in with Donna.

- When were you gonna tell me?

- Mom, I'm moving in with Donna.

- Anne, sweetie, you don't have any money.

- Yeah, well, I'm gonna
see if I can, like,

get a job after school and
maybe ask dad for help.

- I, um, heard he was
living with someone else.

Do you know who she is?

- No. Maybe.

I don't know.

- It doesn't matter.

I'll have Clarissa find out.

She still hangs out
with his friends, so ...

- Yeah. Ask Clarissa.

She might know.

- I still can't believe
he's dating someone,

it's ridiculous.
- You did the same thing.

- This is not the same thing.
- How?

- Rick loves me.
- Dad loves you.

And he would still be
here if it weren't for you

and stupid Rick wouldn't ruin my life.

Aren't you gonna say anything?

- Um ...

Anne, uh ...

You know ...

The day after your father and I's wedding,

or actually the very next night,

your dad went drinking with his friends.

And ...

Night after night I would warm
his food in the oven and ...

Three years, it's he just
he never wanted to be here.

And Rick and I, we're gonna be okay.

Um, we just need some time.

- Mom, you heard what he
said that night, didn't you?

- I don't know.

It was a real long night for him so ...

- You don't remember?

Mom?

- Don't take that lamp.

It was your grandmother's
and I don't want it to break.

And make sure you call
the next couple of days

'cause we still need to
go school clothes shopping

before the good sales end.

- Yeah.

(soft music)

(soft music continued)

- Hey, there she is, Miss America.

- Marti, I'm sorry.

I, uh ...

I wrote you this.

Can you please read it later?
- Why?

- Because I'm an idiot and it's just,

it's easier for me to
explain things in the note.

- Fine.

- You're one of my best friends

and I don't know why I called you that.

- A slut?
- Yeah, I'm sorry.

- Anne, my life isn't
any easier than yours.

I just don't take it out on my friends.

- Donna told you?
- Yeah, I know most of it.

It sucks.
- Yeah.

- Fine. I accept your apology.

But if you ever call me that again,

I will punch you in the nose hard.

- Please do.

Are you okay?

Like, after the-
- Just cramps.

- Yeah.

And, um, what about you and Johnny?

- I am done with that.

Next guy I date isn't going to
be anything like him at all.

I mean, like at all.

- You know, I just happen to know

an extremely cool and really cute guy

that might just like to go out with you.

- Yeah, who knows? Maybe.

- What are you guys doing?
- Not much.

Why you so gussied up?

- I just wanted to, you know,
try something different.

- Or is it because it's your birthday?

- Nah.
- Yes, it is.

- You're the only one that remembered.

- Your mom? Donna?

- Maybe they'll say
something later. Who knows?

- I remembered too.

Well, after Brian reminded
me, but happy birthday.

- Thanks.

What are you looking at?
- You've grown up.

- Nah.
- Yeah. It's all good.

Guess what?
- What?

- My mom found the kittens.

They're safe and sound.
- What a relief.

- Uh, I'm moving out with Donna.

- Right on. That's cool.

- Call me whenever you wanna come over

and my mom and I will come get you.

- Does your mom hate me?

- Wait, what are you talking about?

- Just that she never says,
like, two words to me.

- She doesn't hate you.

If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be here.

I couldn't breathe and I
thought I was going to die.

Then, I felt your hands on me

and I knew I was going to be okay.

I could hear your screams,
but I couldn't move.

Not even open my eyes.

I was so scared.
♪ Traveling sound ♪

I think she feels kinda
guilty about the accident.

She doesn't smile much anymore.

- Why guilty?

- Probably because she
wasn't there to save me,

but you did.

- But I kept teasing you to keep up.

- Me slipping on a rock had nothing

to do with you wanting me to keep up.

♪ And I would be the one ♪

- I thought your parents
blamed me for what happened.

- No, you're ...
♪ Fall into your arms ♪

- You're a hero.
♪ With a hollow hug ♪

- You're my hero too.
♪ Searching for a home ♪

- You guys are both my heroes.

I love you guys.
- Ah, go away.

(group laughs)

♪ Saw a photograph of you ♪

- Brian, really?
- I can.

- What's up, guys?
- What's good?

Hey, guys, it's Anne's birthday.

- Shh.
(Patrick laughs)

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Anne ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

- I actually got a
birthday present for you.

- Really? What is it?

Thanks.

Chocolate. Thank you.

- [Becky] That's not it. That's not it.

- It's not?

- Well, I actually have
a song to go with that.

- You do?
(guitar music)

♪ Seems everywhere I go ♪

♪ Somebody's giving me directions ♪

♪ Like I'm not capable
of rational selections ♪

♪ Where did I do this, say
yes, resist, what can I do ♪

♪ Some days you can't tell
if I'm coming or I'm going ♪

♪ No time for me 'cause my
demands they keep on growing ♪

♪ Jump up, stand down,
breathe in, breathe out ♪

♪ I'm so confused ♪

♪ I'll tell you what, I need to ♪

♪ Find me a front porch swing where ♪

♪ I can sit and watch the world go by ♪

♪ Have a big old double helping now ♪

♪ Taking it easy ♪

♪ Three scoops of ice cream in a bowl ♪

♪ I can't stop that remote control ♪

♪ And wish upon a star as big as Texas ♪

♪ Sleep to the crack of noon ♪

♪ And have chocolate for breakfast ♪

♪ Chocolate for breakfast ♪

♪ Chocolate for breakfast ♪

(guitar music)

(group clapping)

Thank you.
- That was so amazing.

(group clapping)

- Oh my God, I did not know
you could sing like that.

Thank you so much.

I didn't expect you to
write a song for me.

- [Becky] It's my pleasure.

- Well, I probably can't top that song,

but here's my gift to you.

Happy birthday, Anne.

(projector whirs)

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)

(upbeat music continues)